An exciting development over the last few months, however, has been the news that a new member of our little family is coming to join us soon...
|Is anyone really surprised we used Scrappy to spill the beans?|
That's right: I'm preggers! I wish I could tell you that is was a blessed surprise and that we never once doubted our Good Lord, but that would be a fib. You see, I had just the month prior decided unilaterally (with zero evidence or good sense) that I was barren. I declared, "No kiddos for Natty!" I sobbed, and I pined, and I prayed...mostly whined. Then we actually tried one month (i.e. payed attention to my cycle and all that jazz), and I got knocked up. What a dummy.
Please note: I am not trying to be insensitive to those who are actually struggling to have kiddos. I can laugh at myself now, looking back at how ridiculous I was behaving, but the feelings were very real. 34-years-old suddenly felt like the end of time, and I was still struggling to get my cat to like me. So I am not mocking anyone or anything related to the yet-unmet desire to have little ones. I am absolutely mocking myself for letting my faith be shaken so very quickly, despite knowing that God is always good. I truly believe it was a
So, I won't promise that my posts moving forward won't include a bunch of baby chatter and whatnot (in fact, I already have plans to share my favorite pregnancy crap thus far), but I also hope that y'all can continue to share with me my day-by-day learning to trust and rejoice in Christ. Marriage has been such an amazing, refining gift, and I just know that Little Nugget will be another amazing way for me to experience joy.
And learn to ask for help.